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Charlotte walked the halls of the castle with a book in her hands. This was something she’d perfected at a young age–the ability to walk and read at the same time. Her eyes scanned the page, each word like a memory of a distant time and yet she had never lived it herself. It always felt that way, carried her off and landed her in a world different from her own. She loved being able to feel the wind as if it were rustling the end of her dress–even if she was standing indoors. Her fantasy came to an end when she very nearly flattened herself against a wall–or a person, who knew? She peeked over the edge of her book. “Sorry–guess I’m not used to this place yet.”
Gwyn was on her way to take Petra for a walk, and wasn’t really paying attention to her surroundings, just in case her dog tried to pull on ahead. However, the moment she collided with someone, her hands were raising to make sure they wouldn’t fall back and hurt themselves. Dark hues were apologetic, as she waved the other’s apology off. “I’m pretty sure it was my fault. I was too busy making sure Petra didn’t pull ahead, and wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking. Are you alright? I didn’t damage your book, did I?” She questioned, while moving back a step or so, as brown hues took in the other girl and checked for any damage.








